Fall From Grace
I am
But a worm
Crawling in the
Damp dark earth
Or yet
A creepy bug
That can neither
Fly nor walk
Have I
Stumbled so far
To warrant
This transformation?
How have
I so lost
My way
As to lack human form?
Insidious erosion
Of things so fair
And decent
Day by day die
Discipline the heart
The mind
The soul
For survival of grace
TLR 8-3-17
Copyright © Tom Rutherford | Year Posted 2017
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